I'm a bit too tired to write a proper ~reflective post~ about my graduation (WOOO I'VE GRADUATED), but believe me, it is coming.
But it still hasn't hit me yet, and I'm sick of waiting for it to sink in. Sink in motherfucker, SINK.
The only time I cried was during Mr. Jones' speech, but it was more out of how moving it was (if he had said it to
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